While he had said it had been fine, a feeling of guilt still lingered inside her as Robin threw away the remnants of the broken vase. Normally, Starfire had a green thumb. Normally, she was good with flowers. But this… foreign, floral art that she was attempting to do, maybe she had bitten off more than she could chew.
Some things he always took as a constant. Some things. Some very important things. But when two constants conflict… Where will his brother’s loyalties lie?
He had to keep running. Not because there was a time limit. Not because anyone was chasing him. Not even because he had anywhere he really had to go. He just… had to keep running.
“Even if every piece of you disappeared and if it scattered everywhere; No, I won’t waver, I’ll start back at one and look for you all over again.” Six years later and the searches continue. One search, never acknowledged, and one that started with completing a puzzle eight years ago. But… can Yugi and Seto really defy destiny? Or will lives and hearts forever be shattered?
Bright colors. Wind. Strong hands to pull him out of a free fall. Mystery though he may be, she felt she knew him enough to respond with confidence.
Cologne, Spray Paint, and Batboys.
There’s something very bittersweet about love in this cruel, cold world.
She loved him. He was all that she had wanted. He made her happy. But he was keeping his distance, keeping secrets, staying away… and she couldn’t understand why, till that night.
Sometimes it’s just about guessing what the kiss will be like. Sometimes it’s about the experience. Sometimes it’s about distancing himself from them. Because an angel… an angel may just be the one thing he’ll never find.
For a while, he could ignore it, remain ignorant, try to kid himself over what had happened, what Shizuka had done. But not tonight and never again.
